The Road to Godhood in Honor of Kings

That evening, at the Xing family's residence.

"Xiao Feng, what happened? That bastard hurt you like this. Did you get into a fight?" Xing's father asked Xing Feng as he returned from get off work.

"It was those few bastards from their school who colluded with thugs to beat up our Xiaofeng!" Before Xing Feng could answer, his protective mother interrupted.

"Is that so?" Xing's father asked.

"Yes, that's right. I had a conflict with them, and they colluded with some thugs to teach me a lesson..." Xing Feng said, his voice trembling with tears.

"What? This is outrageous!" Father Xing roared. "Tomorrow I'm going to their principal to demand an explanation. I, Xing Aotianju, will not rest until those bastards are expelled!"

The next day, school.

"Haha, I'm now in the top ten of our server!" Sun Hou held up his phone, the stars on the King rank screen shining brightly.

"Trash!" the fat man said with disdain. "I'm ranked second in our district, you got it?"

"Bullshit! Let me see!" Sun Wukong looked unconvinced.

"bet?"

"bet!"

How much to bet?

"Ten dollars!"

"You're in over a hundred districts, what's so great about being second? If you're so capable, why don't you be number one in your district!" Sun Wukong said with a reluctant expression.

"I don't care, I am who I am, give me ten bucks!" The fat man naturally wouldn't hold back.

"you……"

"Ye Bing, Han Cheng, Sun Zhu, and Guo Lizhuo, go to the principal's office!" A student arrived at the door of Han Cheng's class.

"What?"

"A trip to the principal's office?"

"Afraid of him?"

"go!"

……

"Was it you and a few thugs who beat up this student yesterday?" The bald principal pointed at Han Cheng and his group as soon as he entered the room, gesturing and gesturing.

Looking again at the old bald monk (Han Cheng and the others affectionately call the principal, note that it is definitely an affectionate term!), there was a sleazy-looking guy with bruises all over his body, which was Xing Feng. And next to him was an old guy in a suit and leather shoes with a beer belly, which was Xing Feng's father, Xing Aotian (isn't that a very chuunibyou name? Well, since he is a villain, his name has to be a little chuunibyou...).

"You bunch of brats, instead of studying properly, you're colluding with thugs to beat up your classmates? You should all be expelled!" Before Han Cheng and the others could even object, the old man Xing Aotian spoke up.

“Yes, Mr. Xing is right. Give me your parents’ phone numbers and I’ll contact them to come to the school!” the old bald monk said again. “Your behavior is extremely bad, and expulsion is the only solution right now.”

Before Han Cheng and the others could say anything, the fat old man (the nickname Han Cheng and the others gave Xing Aotian on the spot) and the bald old monk rattled off a bunch of fabricated charges and demanded his expulsion.

It was clearly Xing Feng who colluded with idle people to take revenge on me, and I was just someone who was helped. Yet they've pinned Xing Feng's crimes on me? Hmph, when you want to find fault, you can always find a reason.

Just then, a knocking sound rang out on the door, and the homeroom teacher, Chen Xiaoye, arrived late.

“Principal…” the homeroom teacher said.

“You’ve come at the right time. Look at your students! They’ve colluded with thugs to beat up their classmates. I was just about to have their parents come over to discuss expelling them,” the old bald monk said.

At this moment, Fatty and Sun Wukong glared angrily at the old fat man, because that guy was staring straight at their lovely homeroom teacher!

Fatty and Monkey had already cursed the old fat man and the old bald monk countless times in their hearts, but it was all in vain.

"Alright, quickly give me your parents' phone numbers, I'll contact them right away!" The old bald monk said, picking up the landline. How could a cunning old fox like him bear to use his own cell phone and phone bill? Of course, he would use the public phone (actually, the author doesn't know if the principal pays for the school's expenses, after all, the author is not the principal!).

"No need, my parents are both busy," Ye Bing said directly.

"Ye Bing..." The homeroom teacher glanced at Ye Bing, hoping that if he had a better attitude, he wouldn't be expelled.

"Oh, how busy are your parents? Is your dad the mayor and your mom the chairman of a company?" the fat old man said sarcastically. "Do you know who I am? I am the vice general manager of Jiutian Group."

"Hmph, I don't care who you are, but you guessed right. My father is Ye Yu, the mayor of this city, and as for my mother, she is indeed the chairperson of a small corporation." Ye Bing said neither humbly nor arrogantly. Hearing Ye Bing say this, Han Cheng and the others were relieved. Although it wasn't quite right for Ye Bing to bring up his father's identity, it didn't matter much to this kind of person. Now, let's see what that old fat man and bald monk can say!

"What? Ye Yu is your dad? Nonsense!" The fat man was somewhat taken aback, while the bald monk's face turned green. Even the homeroom teacher was surprised, and Xing Feng, who was standing to the side, looked very scared, but he was confident that his father Ye Bing was talking nonsense.

"Hmph, whether it is or not is not up to you to decide. Besides, my dad doesn't have time to call and verify your identity. Someone like you, hmph, is actually the deputy general manager of Jiutian Group. I really don't know what the higher-ups at Jiutian Group are thinking," Ye Bing said calmly.

"What do you mean? You little brat! Explain yourself!" The fat old man was furious and raised his hand to hit Ye Bing.

With a "whoosh!" Ye Bing dodged the attack like a ghost, his speed unbelievable. Han Cheng was once again taken aback. Was this kid also a martial arts master? Although Ye Bing hadn't made a move, Han Cheng could tell that Ye Bing was definitely a master. Not only was he good at the game, but he was also such a skilled fighter in real life—this was too monstrous!

"Hmph, just a clown. Since you've already revealed your true nature, there's no need for me to say anything more." After saying that, Ye Bing walked out of the principal's office.

"Ye Bing!" The homeroom teacher and Han Cheng called out to Ye Bing, but Ye Bing didn't turn around.

"What kind of attitude is this?" the old bald monk roared in anger.

"He actually claims to be the mayor's son? What an arrogant brat! Old Wang, you must expel a student like that!" the fat man roared, while Xing Feng also looked ready to watch the show.

"Mom, your company's vice president... yes, that's him, yes..." Ye Bing called his mother directly after leaving the house.

"My dad just killed him..." The old fat man's phone rang, sounding incredibly silly.

"Hello!" The fat man's tone was impatient. "What? Chairman, is that you? Oh, right, right, I'm from the No. 1 Middle School in our city... What, I've been expelled? Impossible, Chairman..." Before the fat man could finish speaking, the phone was hung up. The fat man couldn't understand why. He had only dealt with these few students, hadn't he? Yes, that's right, he had indeed dealt with these few students. Could it be...? Impossible...

"Hahaha, they've been expelled!" Sun Wukong and Fatty looked gloating. This time, even the homeroom teacher didn't say anything to them.

Soon, the fat man received another text message. The message asked him to apologize to Ye Bing and the others, explaining that Xing Feng had instigated the fight yesterday... and the sender was none other than his chairman, no, his former chairman.